an update emailed to some friends:
helloooo peoplei have been practically living at the hospital, more specifically, the NICU. tomorrow is my first day off in 2 weeks, and i can’t believe how i’ve gone this long on 5 hrs or less of sleep per night.my first call was scary since it was only day 3 of work, i had no senior resident or fellow with me, and it was the weekend so i also had to round on twice as many pts in the morning. luckily the babies decided to spare me and there were only a couple of times i wanted to freak out, and only once that i paged the attending.i pretty much live and breathe NICU at this point. get up at 5, get to the hospital at 6, leave around 5 or 7 pm, take a short nap, eat dinner, check e-mail, and then start pre-noting or working on d/c summaries for the next day. the good news is that after working 10 days straight, i’m feeling more comfortable (the first day of rounding was a disaster) and i’m finding myself worried that i actually sorta kinda maybe *like* the NICU.also you know what’s weird? walking out of the hospital post-call and having to actually think about where i parked my car the morning prior.